I wrote this drabble on my journal centering around the drastic transformation of his hair. It's actually a phone conversation between Toby and my OFC from my Toby fanfic "Prelude to Being Mrs. Hemingway". She really loves her prince's golden locks. ;D
The British Prince with the Mohawk
Bridget: Hey baby, how's filming going?
Toby: Eh, it's alright. It's cold as shit up here and I'm freezing my bollocks off.
Bridget: How are you sleeping?
Toby: How do you think? I'm cold and I'm sleeping alone. I never knew what an irritable bastard I can be when I don't get any sex.
Bridget: [laughs] Awww, I'm sorry baby. But don't worry...as soon as you get home, you can shag me rotten.
Toby: Oh, you know I am. You don't have a choice. As soon as I get through the front door, I want you to be fu¢king naked. Better yet, meet me at the airport with no knickers on. We can go in one of the loos and...
Bridget: [laughs]
Toby: Hey babe, guess what?
Bridget: What?
Toby: You know I'm playing a street kid right? So you know what I did?
Bridget: What did you do?
Toby: I dyed my hair black.
Bridget: [pause] Oh. [pause] Well, that's nice. I can't wait to see how you look. I bet you look really emo. [laughs]
Toby: [laughs] No, not really. Because guess what else I did?
Bridget: What?
Toby: [pause] Um, I shaved my head. I have a mohawk now but I'll probably shave the rest off when I'm done filming.
[silence]
[more silence]
Toby: Babe? You there?
Bridget: [screams] Nooooooo!!!
Toby: Calm down, love.
Bridget: [breathes erratically] Toby...how... [pause] Oh my God.
Toby: It's just hair, Bridge. Besides, Eric really had a mohawk.
Bridget: I want to see how you look, Toby. Send me a picture
right now! I want to see what you did to your beautiful hair!
Toby: [pause] [speaks quietly] Alright, hold on. [sends pic to her cell] I sent it.
[silence]
[more silence]
[even more silence]
Toby: Babe, say something. You still there? [pause] Oh shit, you're pissed at me...aren't you?
Bridget: Toby...I... [cries softly]
Toby: It'll grow back, love. Don't worry.
Bridget: I just...[sniffles] I can't believe it's gone. What am I going to run my fingers through now?
Toby: Are you really pissed?
Bridget: Yes.
Toby: You still love me though, right?
Bridget: [laughs lightly] Of course I do. I'd still love you if you were completely bald.
Toby: You still think I'm sexy? [chuckles]
Bridget: [laughs] Yes! You'll always be sexy. It's just natural for you. [pause] But don't you ever shave your head again or else I'm going to
kill you, Tobias!
Toby: Alright, alright I won't. I knew you'd be upset but...damn.
Bridget: You know I love your hair.
Toby: I know. I'm sorry. I'm just really into the part, you know?
Bridget: Yeah, I know.
Toby: Well, when I get back...you can run your fingers through my...peach fuzz? [laughs]
Bridget: [laughs] What am I going to do with you, you capricious Brit.
Toby: Capricious? Are you using one of your teacher words on me again? Now what does
that mean?
Bridget: It means you never cease to amaze me. And I don't know what I'm going to do with you.
Toby: The only thing I
need you to do...love me forever. No matter what fucked up shit I may do.
(The rest of their conversation trails off into borderline phone sex. You know, being that Toby is so sex-deprived and all. Haha!)